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chessgame - noah gold lyrics

[intro]
(exhale)
i’m back already huh?
i was gonna take my time but, sh*t
felt like i, i had some sh*t to get off my chest
had some people to diss
and some beats to k!ll
yo, dt
load the first one

[chorus]
checkmate, told her, chessgame over
i went from a rookie to an all white rover
feel like october, way i’m getting colder
now i run the d*mn play, that legday is over

[verse 1]
i do not care ’bout comparisons ,i am the only one rapping like this and it ain’t even close
all of your flexes’ еmbarrassing, how you gon’ show of your ice? if you came herе you froze
i see your girl she be staring, the way that i’m going up isn’t a stair, it’s a lift
i’m in the car and we playing that jpeg and danny but you’re the one scaring the hoes
think it’s a holiday? you in the present but i in the future, no handing out gifts
me and you b*tch in your bed, i go turn her around like judge on the mu’f*cking voice
how you gon’ say you a shooter? i talked to the girl and she told me you can’t even hit
talk about blowing up like an explosive, the only thing you be blowing is your nose
twitter fingers like a bunch of singers
you don’t make no hitters, i be on my sh*tters
never to forever, i gave you the jitters
from better to best and you stayed with the middest
now it go ‘pew, pew’ with the shots
i don’t see you, you, on the charts
only a few, few make it far
i got that rocket power for the stars
you can’t get rid of me, i am the centerpiece you can crash into me but you can’t pass
i don’t have enemies but like a d*ck on the cl*t of you b*tch wheb i hit i go hard
[bridge]
no hard feelings
but feeling you is hard
ain’t no ceilings
i’m going up to mars
i’m gonna beat it
like michael on the charts
you cannot see it
i didn’t even start

[verse 2]
where should i begin? i pick up the pen
picking up the lyrics and i’m heating up again
when i’m going in, spit it like a sin
kick me outta heaven, i be kicking it in h*ll
gonna go and flow until i drown and hit the bottom
but the way i’m feeling now, i might diving in the seine
do a little swimming after resting out in paris
is the only time you’ll ever be able to say i fell
i’m gonna crush it like i’m a machine, no running out of steam
what the f*ck do you mean you are better than me?
no one that matters could put a challenge
i f*ck with the rappers, but never with these (b*tches)
you’re under my spell like the wizard i am
i be dropping and dropping a blizzard of gems
if a gyal tryna play make you’re mister a fan
and she can’t get enough so i kissed her again
only know who you are since your sister’s a 10
i be running the track, i got blisters, i guess
i can’t stop ’till i’m crossing the finish and then
i can finally vibe with a drink in benz
my father said i should stay humble inside
my doctor said i should put ice on my wrist
my mother said ‘always be proper and nice’
my baby wants me to f*ck her like a b*tch
my boy told me he wants me to come and slide
the mirror said i should be making a hit
my body is torn, they pulling on my sides
and i chose the one that would make me the sh*t
now i’m popping and dropping this album, i promise
i’m locking the power, no stopping the rocking
you awkward and flopping and hardly an opp
but i cop like monoply, sorry i won it
i’m flying, no dying, i might make you cry
i you lying and hiding while siding your eye
got no respect if you ain’t on my team
this sh*t is chess and i just took your queen
[chorus]
checkmate, told her, chessgame over
i went from a rookie to an all white rover
feel like october, way i’m getting colder
now i run the d*mn play, that legday is over

[outro]
i got more bars for you
but times running out, i move
my pieces how i want, i don’t see nothing but p*wns in you
they always told me to stop
they always want me to flop
but they couldn’t see my next move
a nd now im standing on top
i got way too much time on my hands i need to take off all these clocks
only thing i do exept for rap, watch anime a lot
i saw like 20 eps db in a day, i need to stop
i’m not cool, like injured players, that’s just how i’m coming off
this pressure made a diamond, look
take my time, just let me cook
me and dt bring the fire, i dont even need a
eat the beat, a piece a cake
who the greatest, no debate
magnus f*cking carlsen in this b*tch
i better grab a plate
i’m just playing bro, i don’t even know how to play chess

- noah gold lyrics

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